Never is a man wholly a saint or a sinner.
HERMANN HESSEThere is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.
More Hermann Hesse Quotes
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He had loved and he had found himself. Most people love to lose themselves.
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Life is waiting everywhere, the future is flowering everywhere, but we only see a small part of it and step on much of it with our feet
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The true profession of a man is to find his way to himself.
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No permanence is ours, we are a wave that flows to fit whatever form it finds.
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The man of power is ruined by power, the man of money by money, the submissive man by subservience, the pleasure seeker by pleasure.
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I began to understand that suffering and disappointments and melancholy are there not to vex us or cheapen us or deprive us of our dignity but to mature and transfigure us.
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I have always believed, and I still believe, that whatever good or bad fortune may come our way we can always give it meaning and transform it into something of value.
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Only within yourself exists that other reality for which you long.
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I realize today that nothing in the world is more distasteful to a man than to take the path that leads to himself.
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Each man’s life represents a road toward himself.
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You are only afraid if you are not in harmony with yourself. People are afraid because they have never owned up to themselves. A whole society composed of men afraid of the unknown within them!
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If time is not real, then the dividing line between this world and eternity, between suffering and bliss, between good and evil, is also an illusion.
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Youth ends when egotism does; maturity begins when one lives for others.
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Art is the contemplation of the world in a state of grace.
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A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening.
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